"It's best if it's not, but even if it is, there's still that koi fish above, poised and ready. It carries the hopes of everyone. Though we can't see it, they've actually been preparing all along."
"As long as that koi fish can leap over the Dragon Gate, then there's no need for any flying bird, is there?"
His voice was as refined and elegant as before, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.
His smiling eyes were like two crescent moons, inexplicably giving off a feeling of reassurance and reliability, like an elder brother.
Lynn could tell this was a form of comfort.
But indeed, it was just as he said.
If a carp can leap over the Dragon Gate, what need is there for a flying bird?
And not to ntion, it's not even certain whether he is that bird, and even if he is, what does it matter? The future is still very distant, the koi hasn't made its leap yet, the poison hasn't eroded over, and even if the sky really falls...
Isn't there still soone tall to hold it up?
"I understand."
Lynn's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, his face showing a bit of relief, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he said:
"Thank you, Sir Aiwen. Indeed, thinking about such far-fetched things right now is truly a bit too ethereal for ."
"And I don't really believe I'm so fish with bird feathers anyway, so such a high-stakes task as saving the world should be left to that koi fish. I'll just quietly be my salted fish, don't you think, Sir Aiwen?"
Sir Aiwen was taken aback.
Looking at Lynn's pair of dead-fish eyes, which were practically written all over with "【None of my damn business】".
He suddenly felt that perhaps he shouldn't have brought it up.
"But I still want to thank you for your counsel, Sir Aiwen."
Lynn wiped his eyes. On his smiling face, his eyes were faintly tinged with red.
"To be honest, actually, the first ti I t you, I always felt a great closeness to you. I felt you were very much like an elder brother I had back in my hotown. He was just like you, very refined, very steady, and would always co to comfort and counsel this annoying little brother of his whenever I couldn't see things clearly."
He sniffled, his nose feeling a bit sore, and closed his eyes. A trace of warmth seed to appear on his face.
"Thinking about it now, it really is a bit heartbreaking."
"I didn't know how good my brother was to back then, I was just mischievous. Every ti my brother tried to reason with , I always found him annoying, and would even play pranks on him, like pouring milk into his sneakers. But later, when I fell into this world, I realized..."
"Actually, so things you don't cherish in daily life, only after you lose them do you rember how good they were. You start wondering why you couldn't just talk to him properly back then, why you had to make him angry every single ti..."
Zuo Zuo stared, her mouth agape in a daze.
Lynn held his wrist, silent. Even Sir Aiwen could clearly feel the force in his fingers.
He wiped the corners of his eyes and lowered his head, saying:
"Now that I can't see him anymore, and can't go back, I suddenly rember how good my brother was to ."
"So every ti I see you, I feel as if the brother I feel most guilty towards has truly appeared before . Can you understand that feeling..."
Sir Aiwen stared blankly.
For a mont, he didn't know what to say.
Because this was also the first ti he had seen Lynn show such an expression, reveal such sincere emotion.
It was as if, after peeling away the thick mask, what lay hidden was rely a fragile heart that just wanted to be with family.
Although he was an AI.
But seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be moved.
Zuo Zuo was even more shocked, her mouth opening wider.
Lynn smiled, reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of his eye, and said, "Thank you, Sir Aiwen. Thank you for talking to so much, and thank you for your care."
"I know you are not my brother. It's just that sotis I can't help but think, if my brother really did appear before , I probably wouldn't be happy either. Because rather than being able to see him here... I would still hope they could live well on Earth, and best of all, forget about his little brother forever..."
"After all, after falling into this Dark World, it's probably impossible to ever find the way ho again in a lifeti."
He gently wiped the tears from his eyes, then smiled, closing his reddened eyes. He turned the wheelchair around, lowered his head, and slowly began moving towards the direction of the door.
"Sir Aiwen, I'll take my leave now. Sorry for troubling you..."
The wheels of the wheelchair turned slowly.
Sir Aiwen stared blankly at the youth's desolate and silent back.
For so reason, the touch of desolation that flashed in his eyes when he turned away actually gave Sir Aiwen's heart a sharp pang.
He was the last AI of the Cyber Civilization.
He had long ago developed his own personality and self.
Actually, he had always thought he wouldn't possess the emotions of flesh-and-blood creatures. Even at the mont his entire civilization shattered, he hadn't felt any heartache.
He just continued silently maintaining his AI thought patterns as before.
But deep down, he knew. He just didn't dare to think about it.
Because whenever he rembered the withering of his entire civilization, rembered the passing of all those once-living people, and realized he could never go back to see them, not even a glance, he could also feel that faint ache in his consciousness.
He silently watched Lynn's retreating back.
Actually, they were the sa, weren't they?
Both were evil spirits who had fallen into the Dark World, both were resentful ghosts with hos they couldn't return to. Just as he could never see his brother again, he himself could also never see the people of his lost civilization again...
"Lynn."
He smiled and reached out towards him. A hint of sothing glistening seed to appear at the corner of his eye.
"Would you like that? If you're willing, I can be your elder brother in the Dark World. You can also treat as your family. Though I may never compare to your real family, at least we won't have to be so lonely anymore, right?"
After he finished speaking, Lynn's wheelchair, which had moved less than two ters, also ca to a stop.
His voice was so gentle, like a sincere invitation, a kind of loneliness born of shared suffering.
For a mont, it seed as if ti itself had stood still.
A gentle breeze blew in from outside the window, rustling the curtains.
Lynn was also stunned.
Then...
Lynn (★ᴗ★)y.
Lynn (★ᴗ★), sitting in his wheelchair with his back to Sir Aiwen, said:
"Re... really? Sir Aiwen... is it really okay..."
And at that very instant, the System's prompt imdiately sounded in Lynn's ear.
[Ding! Congratulations on triggering the special achievent: "Abnormally Sincere Emotions". You have received 200 base experience!]
Zuo Zuo: (ΩДΩ)!
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